Das Rätsel dieser Welt löst werde du noch ich,
Jene geheime Schrift liest weder du noch ich, –
Wir wüßten bei gern, was jeder Schleier birgt,
Doch wenn der Schleier fällt, bist weder du noch ich.
Both light and shadow
are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of Gods secrets.
Lover and Loving are inseparable
Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.
Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.
“The original words of Rumi are so deep, so perfect, so touching, that when one man repeats them hundreds and thousands of people are moved to tears. They cannot help penetrating the heart. This shows how much Rumi himself was moved to have been able to pour out such living words.”